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She said"am I dying?" As lots of blood departed So much blood Moses would Mistakenly try to part it And since her screams started In fear and confusion I've been panicked its satanic The imagery it's producing And all she kept asking me Why this is happening to her And the pain made her cranky And I just wasn't sure What to say or what to do "I'm only looking after u Whille ur parents are gone I'm just as ****** scared as u" Then she asked for me to look At it and see just how bad It is and even though I said no She persisted and then her dad And mom came home to See me and their daughter ****** and frantic, and that's When her father Asked me to stop examing His daughter so well As her pants were off and in The panic I could hardly tell Even though she's clearly Bottomless but was distracted by fear Since that day I can no longer Watch horror films and it's been years And when I run into her she acts Like it was no big deal But her screams and squeals Still makes my stomach feel So Uneasy that I get queezy When my steaks medium rare Knowing the meats been marinating In its own blood and I swear I literally have flashbacks Start to sweat, I even gag I hope I'm never around again the a 12yr old comes on her first rag
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
Am i Dying????
She said"am I dying?" As lots of blood departed So much blood Moses would Mistakenly try to part it And since her screams started In fear and confusion I've been panicked its satanic The imagery it's producing And all she kept asking me Why this is happening to her And the pain made her cranky And I just wasn't sure What to say or what to do "I'm only looking after u Whille ur parents are gone I'm just as ****** scared as u" Then she asked for me to look At it and see just how bad It is and even though I said no She persisted and then her dad And mom came home to See me and their daughter ****** and frantic, and that's When her father Asked me to stop examing His daughter so well As her pants were off and in The panic I could hardly tell Even though she's clearly Bottomless but was distracted by fear Since that day I can no longer Watch horror films and it's been years And when I run into her she acts Like it was no big deal But her screams and squeals Still makes my stomach feel So Uneasy that I get queezy When my steaks medium rare Knowing the meats been marinating In its own blood and I swear I literally have flashbacks Start to sweat, I even gag I hope I'm never around again the a 12yr old comes on her first rag
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
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